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Isolas Joins the Chosen

The Pit
[Exits: east up]
This is the room of last resort. If you are weaponless, armorless, or in need of something you can't afford, this is where you go to depend on the generosity of others. Veteran adventurers often come here to unload equipment they can't use, can't sell, or just want to donate to the less fortunate. Be warned, less scrupulous individuals have been known to dump cursed equipment here, merely for the pleasure of seeing the poor suffer. Less than vigilant janitors have left grim evidence that a choice piece of equipment is occasionally wanted by more than one person.
A grand staircase leads to the temples above.
(Invis) Finch is here.
Isolas is here.

A faint breeze, laden with the scent of distant caverns, brushes across your face.

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25 players.
Min [    Bara no Toge   ] Thrall Thorn of the Rose
Hum [    Sh:27 Ra:30    ] Valgar, Disciple of the Rose                  -CC-
Hum [       Ra: 3       ] Yiki the Boy
Gno [       Cl:16       ] Dimwit.
Hum [       Sh: 1       ] Jaloon the Boy
Hum [ Wa:13 Ma:15 Th:12 ] Ibicus..
Hum [    Wa:12 Ma:10    ] Reaper hunting down mobs to kill.
Hum [    Wa:29 Ma:24    ] Linkin Park, Trouble finds me in the *Wyld* -Fate-
Elf [       Ma: 5       ] Niacin the Elf
Hum [       Sh: 2       ] Heaven the Boy
Hum [    Ra:26 Ma:25    ] Belsambar Lin Silverdyne: ChaosKnight of Mirth *Single!
Dwa [    Wa:13 Sh:15    ] Scave. War-man of the rose. 187
Elf [ Ma:15 Ra:12 Th:12 ] Isolas Starleaf seeks his place in the Pattern
Hum [       Wa: 4       ] Randumb and randomerer
Hum [      Demigod      ] Majere, God of Monks        Clan of the Rose
Hum [    Triat Weaver   ] Cordir, Lady of Fate, oathed to the Stormreaver
Gno [       Sh:23       ] Teluin, little Druid SOJA of Team Awesome    *Mish*
Ogr [       Wa: 3       ] Finch the Ogre
Elf [     Ambassador    ] Natilena Athsien, here to help and also squishes ants
Elf [    Wa:29 Ma:25    ] Azeworai Princess Junior Grade of Rhinoceroseseses
Gno [    Wa:28 Cl:30    ] Melisa a touch of SIN    -ENVY-
Elf [    Cl:20 Wa:15    ] Gilthaniel the elven HUNTER
Elf [     Ambassador    ] Grimace, Send a tell for help!
Hum [      Ironwolf     ] Vex, Inquisitor of the Ashen Moon   --*Lexie*--
Elf [ Siren of the Moon ] Zip, Bewitches Under the Moonlight !Girl Power!

A strange shimmer appears to float upon the air, carried by the breeze.

A small black spider crawls out of a small crack in the wall where it meets the floor.

Isolas looks at the spider.

The spider waves one foreleg at you.

Isolas smiles happily.

The spider regards you with all eight eyes aglow.

Isolas curiously looks at the spider.

Finch smiles happily at the spider.

The spider begins weaving a slender thread of silk, allowing it to trail behind her.

The spider departs the room.

The silk glows softly where it lays upon the stone floor.

Isolas kneels, gazing at the silk.

Finch marvels at the intricacy of the strand of silk.

Isolas says (in common), 'A thread..'.

Finch says (in common), 'purty:D'.

Isolas looks up to where the spider departed to.

The Thread calls to you... somehow you recognize it as your own Thread in the vast Pattern of life.

You say (in common), 'A strand in the Pattern.'.

It shimmers, intangible, untouchable, present but outside your physical reality.

(He then travels to...)

The Sanctuary of Fate
[Exits: north]
The breathtaking loveliness of a midnight shadowed garden embraces you. The night sky is filled with stars... no, not stars, but strands of light which shimmer at the edges of sight. The soft call of unseen birds provides sweet melody to please the ear and the low hoot of an owl echoes out of the trees. A thick tangle of web-shrouded briar roses marks the boundaries of the area and every conceivable variety of flower blooms within, despite the darkness. Here and there, care has been taken to create gathering places in the glade, from an intimate nook of soft, thick moss beneath a veiling willow tree, to a low, gentle dell where a large group could rest in comfort. Each cardinal point is marked by its own unique archway. Ebon flames beckon within a trio of them, and the fourth is sealed by an enormous spiderweb. At the heart of the clearing is a large round seal of orichalcum.
A small weaving loom is barely visible amidst the trees.

look loom
This small but intricately carved weaving loom appears to have been created through magical means using an ancient oak still rooted in the soil. Threads upon its warp and woof stream up into the heavens to mingle with the strands there. The Tapestry is somehow more than you can bear to look upon; almost like gazing upon the face of the universe itself. Glittering Threads call to you, shimmering and bright, almost recognizable. Faces, voices, places and the flicker of events whisper to you from within the Strands of the Tapestry. A narrow bench rests before the loom, an embroidered velvet cushion atop it.

Finch arrives from the north.

Finch bows deeply.
Finch smiles happily.

Isolas nods in recognition to him.

Isolas says (in common), 'It is my thread of the pattern.'.

Finch nods.

Finch says (in common), 'Perhaps someday the Weaver will call to me, and I will find my thread.'.

Isolas nods.

Isolas says (in common), 'Perhaps.'.

The guardian spider says (in old-common), 'vvuurunas, yurryu ynus.'.

Finch rests.

Isolas utters the words, 'comprehend'.

The guardian spider says (in old-common), 'Greetings, little ones.'.

Finch stands up.
Finch bows before the guardian spider.

Isolas utters the words, 'comprehend'.

The guardian spider says (in old-common), 'The Lady is not here.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Greetings, Guardian.'.

Isolas nods.

The guardian spider says (in old-common), 'She awaits you by the Sigil.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'I am sorry, spider, but I do not know the way.'.

The guardian spider ponders a moment upon this.

Finch says (in common), 'I could be of some aid, if required, Isolas.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'I seek that knowledge from my sponsor, the Lady Star.'.

Finch nods.

The guardian spider says (in old-common), 'Perhaps another of the Chosen could help you learn the way.'.

The guardian spider says (in old-common), 'Or perhaps this youngling with the old soul could help.'.

The guardian spider glances at Finch and chuckles.

Isolas says (in common), 'Do you know the way? The way to the Sigil?'.

Finch says (in common), 'The Sigil Draktha is a sacred place to the Chosen.'.

Finch says (in common), 'I know the way.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'That it is.'.

The guardian spider nods.

Isolas nods in recognition to the guardian spider.
The guardian spider slaps Isolas.

Isolas says (in common), 'Will you take me there?'.

The guardian spider frowns.

The guardian spider says (in old-common), 'I don't like to be bowed at.'.

The guardian spider says (in old-common), 'it is too close to the grovelling the Lich demands.'.

Finch says (in common), 'I cannot, but I will do my best to guide you.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Nor nodded at?'.

The guardian spider sits down and thinks deeply.

The guardian spider says (in old-common), 'Sometimes my leg twitches when I least expect it.'.

Isolas nods.

Finch snickers softly.

The guardian spider has many to keep track of.

Isolas says (in common), 'Alright.'.

Majere gossips, 'Greetings Mortals'.

Isolas leaves north...

and begins the trek to :

End of the Granite Cavern
[Exits: south down]
This is the Last Bore, the tunnel that connected the Plaza to the black caverns of N'Kai. Stong winds howl here, flowing into small holes in the ground. The source of the winds is a mystery - there SHOULDN'T be any wind ... yet it rages like a storm here ...
A Marker Slab has been erected in the center of the room.
The Sigil Draktha floats in the air here, warding the cave below.

Isolas arrives from the south.

You smile happily.

Isolas bows deeply.

You say, 'Greetings and welcome to the Sigil Draktha'.

You say, 'This place is sacred to those who follow the Triat faith... not simply to Fate, but FoLK and Hunt as well.'.

Isolas nods.

You say, 'The Sigil Draktha is the symbol of the Wyrm... the Aspect of the Triat that represents change in our lives.'.

Isolas tells you (in common), 'May I ask a question of Geasa before we continue?'.

You say, 'of course'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Would a proper Geasa include a promise of after I leave the Chosen to join Wylin?'.

You ponder the question.

Isolas says (in common), 'Such as maintaining these Geasa beyond my days in Fate?'.

You say, 'Not really, because that is already your sworn intention.'.

Isolas nods.

The larval polyp arrives from the south.

You say, 'Keeping geasa beyond leaving Fate ... yes.'.
You say, 'sort of.'.

Isolas sits down and thinks deeply.
Isolas nods.

You say, 'since it would take up a geas.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Well, I shouldn't use a 'sort of' one.'.

You say, 'Having that as a fourth geas, certainly'.

Isolas says (in common), 'OOC: phone.'.

Isolas nods.
Isolas says (in common), 'Everything that could interrupt me, has.'.
Isolas says (in common), 'Let's continue.'.

You say, 'that's okay'.

Isolas nods.

Isolas smiles at you.

You say, 'Do you have any other questions about geas?'.

Isolas shakes his head.

The larval polyp leaves south.

You nod.

You say, 'will you pass through the Sigil, and accept this Change for your life?'.

Isolas nods.

Cordir gestures downward.

Cave Conjoining N'Kai
[Exits: north]
You are below the Sigil Draktha, near N'Kai the Black. You have no escape but to go onward, for the Barrier seals you within here just as forcefully as it does the Spawn. Bones lie scattered about, strewn above a dried pool of blood.

A Message has been scrawled on the bloody floor.

Isolas appears out of nowhere.

You say, 'Here in N'Kai, ancient knowledge and much history can be found.'.

You say, 'Much was sacrificed in its making.'.

You say, 'Souls... lives... even True Names.'.

A soft whisper echos from the darkness: ......Night....

You nod.

Isolas nods.
Isolas says (in common), 'The Shadow, Nyx?'.

You say, 'Indeed.'.

Isolas nods.

You say, 'Each member of the Chosen has come here...'.
You say, 'walked these cavernous halls.'.
You say, 'Each swearing solemn oaths to uphold our ideals, codes, and laws.'.
You say, 'Can you swear that you will walk those paths with honor and integrity, as they do?'.

Isolas says (in common), 'I swear.'.
Isolas nods.

You nod.
You say, 'There are 8 tokens required to show knowledge of the lands.'.
You say, 'Gathered from home towns of the continents.'.

Isolas nods.

You say, 'Please take each item, drop it to the floor, and name where it came from.'.

Isolas stops using the Brooch of Loth-Llorien.
Isolas drops the Brooch of Loth-Llorien.

Isolas says (in common), 'My hometown, the tree city, Loth Llorien.'.

You nod.

Isolas says (in common), 'It was worn to keep from purging.'.

Isolas gets some venison from a backpack.
Isolas drops some venison.
Isolas says (in common), 'Venison, from the market in Malenest.'.

Isolas gets a cinnamon roll from a backpack.
Isolas drops a cinnamon roll.
Isolas says (in common), 'A cinnamon roll, from the baker of Harper's Landing.'.

Isolas gets a mushroom-on-a-stick from a backpack.
Isolas drops a mushroom-on-a-stick.
Isolas says (in common), 'A mushroom-on-a-stick, from the mushroom vendor of Dwarvenhold.'.

Isolas gets a giant steel helm from a backpack.
Isolas drops a giant steel helm.
Isolas says (in common), 'A giant steel helm, from the city of Skor'lanis.'.

You nod.

Isolas gets a leather flying helmet from a backpack.
Isolas drops a leather flying helmet.
Isolas says (in common), 'A leather flying helmet, from the Aarakocran city of Aaracity'.

Isolas gets a halfling ham from a backpack.
Isolas drops a halfling ham.
Isolas says (in common), 'A halfling ham, from the Ogre city of Og.'.

You nod.

Cordir counts.

Isolas gets a city guard signet ring from an egg casing.
Isolas drops a city guard signet ring.
Isolas says (in common), 'A city guard signet ring, from the most famous city in the realm, Midgaard of the Humans.'.

You nod.
You say, 'Excellent, and well done.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'I learned much.'.

You smile happily.

You say, 'And would you name a youngling that you aided?'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Just one?'.

Isolas says (in common), 'Finch was the most recent.'.

You nod.

You say, 'And what did you do to help him?'.

Isolas says (in common), 'I identified and marked his equipment as he wished.'.

You nod.

Isolas says (in common), 'I did this for many others.'.

You say, 'You're certainly past level 10... you changed your title as noted...'.

Isolas nods.

You say, 'I received the tale of your life, and read it with pleasure...'.

You say, 'Would you speak of Geasa?'.

The Guardian Spider steps out of the darkness.

She gazes at you evenly, the bright red hourglass upon her belly visible.

Isolas says (in common), 'I will never harm another Elf, even in retaliation for being killed or attacked, unless forced to in order to put an end to the problem. (Such as a mob hu'.
Isolas says (in common), 'hunting me.)'.
Isolas says (in common), 'A lesson in respect and preservation of life and kin.'.

You nod.
You say, 'Witnessed.'.

The spider nods.

Isolas says (in common), 'All those who request protective or identification spells will receive them, regardless of alignment, unless their name lies upon the list of Anathema or '.
Isolas says (in common), 'they reside in a following named enemy by Lady Cordir.'.

You nod.
You say, 'witnessed.'.

The spider nods.

Isolas says (in common), 'A lesson in judgment of those by their character, not their aura.'.

You smile happily.
You nod.

Isolas says (in common), 'Upon request, I will provide gold to anyone who requests it in their quest to take on or switch to another class.'.

You nod.
You say, 'Witnessed.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'A lesson in kindness, and helping others where others have helped me, and a shift from being a follower of others in times where I should be a leader to t'.
Isolas says (in common), 'the young.'.

You say, 'And accepted.'.

You smile happily.

Isolas says (in common), 'I have a fourth.'.

The spider bows.

You say, 'Speak it.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'If that is alright.'.

You say, 'Certainly.'.

You say, 'My Shadow has nine.. as does my brother Saran.'.

Cordir thinks they are trying to out-do one another.

Isolas says (in common), 'I will never give up these Geasa, even in my days beyond Fate. Once I join Lord Wylin's following, I will hold these Geasa true to my heart in all of my r'.
Isolas says (in common), 'remaining days.'.

Isolas says (in common), 'A lesson in tradition and trueness to myself and to my extended family.'.

You smile happily.
You nod.

You say, 'I accept these Geasa, and Witness them.'.

Isolas nods.

The spider turns and departs to Weave your Geas into the Pattern.

You say, 'Isolas, despite that you will not be a permanant part of our family...'.

You say, 'I think you will come to find that the Chosen are unique in this realm...'.

You say, 'That others speak of bonds of blood and faith...'.

You smile happily.

You say, 'but within the Chosen, it is truly found.'.

Isolas nods.

Cordir stands on tiptoe to lay her hands lightly upon your shoulders.

The aura around the Lady intensifies to a brilliance almost painful to see.

You say, 'If you would, give me your Oath of worship.'.

Isolas now worships you!
You have accepted Isolas into your following.

The Lady's aura flows over you.

You ftell, 'welcome to the Chosen, Isolas'.

l isolas
Noticing your glance, he turns slightly to face you as his lips curve
to form a polite and warming smile on his slender face. His eyes are
as blue as the great sea itself, matching well with his tied back
strawberry-blonde hair. His ears curve and point ever so slightly, as
all elves' ears do. His armor fits him well, and is covered by a long,
untainted white robe. Near his heart, two names have been sewn into
his robe: that of his first love, Rosalind; and the God of all Elves,
Myronides Starym. Over this robe is a forest green cloak, to help
conceal him as he goes about in his adventures. All in all, you'd
be hard pressed to find a kinder and more unique soul than this one.
Isolas is in perfect health.

Isolas is using:
<used as light> (Glowing) a war banner
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the sizzling zircon ring
<worn on finger> (Moderate magic) the dull alexandrite ring
<worn around neck> (Moderate magic) the flaring citrine amulet
<worn around neck> (Moderate magic) the flickering rose amulet
<worn on body> (Weak magic) a black and white striped, Beetlejuice suit
<worn on head> (Moderate magic) a quilted cloth bonnet
<worn on legs> (Moderate magic) a pair of quilted cloth pants
<worn on feet> (Moderate magic) a pair of padded cloth slippers
<worn on hands> (Moderate magic) a pair of fur gloves
<worn on arms> (Moderate magic) a pair of animal hide armlets
<worn about body> (Moderate magic) a fur harness
<worn about waist> (Weak magic) a padded cloth sash
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) the magnificent zircon bracelet
<worn around wrist> (Moderate magic) the battered blue quartz bracelet
<wielded> (Powerful magic) a stylet
<wielded off-hand> (Humming) a Mourning Star

Isolas ftells, '*bow*'.

You create (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen out of thin air!
You give (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen to Isolas.

Isolas wears (Tattooed) (Writhing) The Covenant of the Chosen as a decoration.

You ftell, 'it is my tradition to summon new Chosen to our temple, as a means of welcoming them home.'.

The Sanctuary of Fate
[Exits: north up]
A small weaving loom is barely visible amidst the trees.
A distressingly large, shiny black spider weaves webs here.

> c sum isolas
Isolas arrives suddenly.

Isolas bows deeply.

You ftell, 'welcome home....'.
You ftell, 'If you would, please...'.

Linkin ftells, 'welcome Isolas'.

Isolas ftells, 'Thank you, Lady.'.

You ftell, 'Read through the Board list at your earliest opportunity...'.

You ftell, 'Send me an eq list, to Cordir@stormreaver.net ...'.

You ftell, 'And add the word FATE to your title somewhere.'.

Isolas ftells, 'Until creativity strikes me, I have done so.'.

2 players.
Hum [    Wa:29 Ma:24    ] Linkin Park, Trouble finds me in the *Wyld* -Fate-
Elf [ Ma:15 Ra:12 Th:12 ] Isolas Starleaf.      -FATE-    .:TQ:.

You ftell, '*nods* that works. :-)'.

Isolas prays, 'I know this is really impolite, but that phone call was a promise to pick someone up, so I have to run... but since I'm this big, I won't be joining and '.
Isolas prays, 'purging or anything, so I will be back, swear.'.

You tell Isolas, 'It's okay.... RL likes to intrude. :-)'.
You tell Isolas, 'go in peace.'.

Isolas prays, 'That it does, at its best time.'.

Isolas bows before you.

You smile happily.

Isolas leaves north.

Isolas ftells, 'Farewell Fate, I shall return.'.

(End Log)

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